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[Voice of Fall:
[Summerplunge: Pauline
of Spring: Laura de Luca]
[Wintersoul:

[F:] We're to tell the tale of tales
[Su:] Are you sure? Or a little of fancy
Seamen W: Dreamen F: Listen all!
[W & Sp:] The Fall his speech

So I bring rest upon the earth
[Sp:] With my seed, all thy hearthstones
[W:] Su: Trimming W: Hum to sleep!
[F & The ornaments of wooodnotes!

[Su:] (Night surrounds, we're through the
of forgotten fairytales)
[Sp:] Can you hear the rhymes of
[F:] The chant of that fall?
[W:] No, no don't let me fall! F: Be you!
[F & Sp:] The of the seals

I rest...

I upon the riverbank, worshipper of my thrills
The crackling of the leaves counts the steps

lead me to the sea

Listen to this rigmarole, up and follow
Undertone, along with me, it's a hint murmuring sigh
Hushing the plains for miles it from nowhere
I'm aware of my communion, dance from nightfall an' evermore

[Su:] Look, cloak is numbing all
[F:] Don't be a fool, you're it out of spite!
(You're unfair!)
[W:] Whiten, now all is
[Su:] But soon you'll away

Twitch and twirl, the Wintersoul past us in silence

like a passing so...
Woke, reborn, a seed to be swallowed by the caressed

in morning's veils

and twirl, the Wintersoul has passed dimensions so
Cruel, reborn, no forlorn...dimensions so cruel

I rest the riverbank, worshipper of my thrills
The crackling of the leaves counts the steps

lead me to the sea

Listen to rigmarole, wake up and follow
Undertone, along me, it's just a hint murmuring sigh
Hushing the for miles it comes from nowhere
I'm of my communion, I'll dance from nightfall an' evermore

Aydan]

A piece of a dream, the feel of part within!
Dream up own temptation
A piece of a dream, the feel of being of it!
Build up own temptation for me!

[Solos: Jarpen,

and mantled by the open sea
The waves, ebbs and are now singing with me
And soundless the sky frays the land
While a million stars, watch all men [x2]

While a million stars, watch over all men the lands

(x2)]

Night surrounds, we're roaming the shades

of forgotten
We have told the of tales
I will rest upon the
The Wintersoul will pass